Yin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but be frightened by him, and forgot the sarcasm in his words.

"Disappear before our eyes right away." Mo Jiu ordered, and the aura of the whole person was two meters eight.

The two of them almost ran away, and there were many adults and children watching, and they couldn't afford to lose this person.

After they left, Ling Banxia walked up to him and poked his arm with his finger.

Mo Jiu turned his head, looked at her with a dull face, and couldn't help laughing: "What are you doing?" ”

"Have you ever practiced basketball?"

Mo Jiu was still immersed in sweat and replied, "No! I just like it very much, I used to play it when I was a child, but then I was busy with work every day and didn't have the opportunity to play often, and today, I want to enjoy it. ”

Ling Banxia stayed by the side, staring at him tightly, he didn't seem to be interested in basketball anymore, dribbling, smashing, three-point shooting, every action was comparable to that of a professional racer.

In the sun, he dribbled the ball with his left hand, one quickly changed direction, the other accelerated, reached the basket, jumped high, the basketball fell from his fingers into the basket, and then he caught it quickly, all in one go. He turned around and gave Ling Banxia a confident smile, the breeze blowing his bangs, the light flashing in his eyes, his eyes full of confidence.

Ling Banxia felt that he was getting more and more trapped.

It was nine o'clock in the evening in Beilan City, and Fang Yachun, who was on night duty, dragged her tired body back to the door of her house, listening to Jiang Xufeng tell her about her daughter's situation.

"Did you find Natsu?"

"Yes, I'll go to her house now, don't worry."

Fang Yachun was a lot relieved: "Thank you." ”

"Didn't you say that? No need to say thank you to me. Jiang Xufeng said with concern, "Are you okay?" Listening to your voice, it seems very tired, huh? ”

Fang Yachun said: "No. I slept first. ”

Fang Yachun hung up the phone, and was about to take the key from her bag when the door suddenly opened.

"Mom, you're back." Ling Qichen was in the house and said to her with a smile.

"Why haven't you slept yet? I have class tomorrow. Fang Yachun said as he entered the door.

"I'm waiting for you to come back, Mom, you're hungry after working so late, aren't you? I've made you porridge. ”

Fang Yachun looked at the hot preserved egg and lean porridge on the table, and looked at him in disbelief: "You know how to cook?" ”

"Hmm." Ling Qichen nodded embarrassedly.

Fang Yachun smiled with relief, stroked his head and said, "Thank you, son." Go wash and sleep, mom will go to sleep when she drinks. ”

"No, I'll wash the dishes when you're done."

"Mommy will wash it."

"Mom, drink it quickly, it's going to be cold."

Fang Yachun's heart was so warm, her son returned to her side and cooked for herself, she really felt very happy.

It's just that......

Mo Jiu forgot the time, and the two simply found a restaurant nearby and finished a simple but wonderful lunch.

The sunlight has become more and more intense, and after exercising, his body is spotless, smooth and refreshing, and Ling Banxia has not taken his eyes off him.

"Thank you for helping me." She said to him while walking down the street.

Mo Jiu's face was "disdainful": "I said that you are useless enough, you will catch your hair if she grabs it!" Why are you so timid? Is it good to be confident? ”

"Didn't I react? You're smashed with a basketball! Actually, compared to me at school, my performance just now is already great! Ling Banxia said.

Mo Jiu was slightly startled and asked, "Do you let them bully you at school?" ”

Ling Banxia acquiesced.

Think about when she was at school, since she was framed, her peaceful campus life was completely shattered, not only did her classmates leave her one by one. Moreover, in the classroom, she would inexplicably receive a letter with a caterpillar sticking to it, and when she sat on a stool, she would suddenly not get up, followed by a burst of ridicule from her classmates, and sometimes she would come back from outside, and the desk would be covered with chalk and abusive language......

The most excessive Ling Forsythia didn't even let go of her lunch time, pouring the leftovers of her and her two followers on herself, and sometimes taking away her own food and pouring it directly over her head. What's more, during the break, several of them forcibly took themselves away, stripped themselves of their clothes, and slapped themselves. Despite the presence of her classmates, they all pretended not to see her, remained indifferent, and allowed her to be arrested.

Mo Jiu pointed at her forehead and nudged it gently.

"What!" Ling Banxia stroked his forehead.

Mo Jiu said to her: "From now on, read more books and newspapers, eat less snacks and sleep more, exercise more and exercise more, drink less drinks and protect your face." Got it? ”

Ling Banxia was stunned: "Did you use to talk about Allegro?" ”

"I've written a cross talk script." Mo Jiu replied casually.

Ling Banxia said "hehe" twice, and when he was just joking, he said, "I can hear it." ”

"By the way, are you really starting a company?" She asked suddenly.

"Why do you ask?"

"Do you have any work in your company that is suitable for me to do?"

Mo Jiu thought for a moment and asked rhetorically, "Do you have any hobbies?" ”

"I love comics." Ling Banxia seemed to feel embarrassed, and his voice was comparable to that of a mosquito.

"Is your hobby a shame?" Mo Jiu was depressed, and she was so unconfident to even talk about a hobby, so you can imagine how unconfident she was at school.

"I love comics!" Ling Banxia said it loudly this time.

"Do you like to look at it, or do you like to draw?"

"Paint."

"Wait." Mo Jiu took out his mobile phone and dialed a number:

“Hello, Allen, I'm Geoffrey. Have you found the art teacher for your son？ ……”

“Good，I have a good candidate here to recommend you.”

“OK，thank you，see you later.”

His English was so fluent that Ling Banxia couldn't even hear every word, let alone understand it, but there was one key word she heard - "art teacher" and "your son".

"Do you want me to be an art teacher?"

"Do you like it?"

Ling Banxia nodded vigorously, but after a while, his face drooped: "It's just, did I do it?" I don't have any certificates, I'm just a student. ”

"My friend's son likes art and wants to find a private tutor, but he has found a lot of them, and the boy doesn't like them. I'll take you to try it in the evening, and if you can satisfy him, we'll talk to his parents about the conditions. ”

Ling Banxia suddenly frowned: "Is he looking for a teacher, or is he looking for a wife?" ”

Mo Jiu stretched out his hands: "Then how do I know." ”

"Then I'm ......" Ling Banxia was a little scared, what if she met a pervert......

"Don't worry, as long as you look like this, people don't look down on you."

"......" Ling Banxia threw him a roll of his eyes.